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Saturday, January 26, 2008

Think it says something when the blog oddly and slowly dies at the beginning of the year. like, a little reminescence of the last blog we tried to keep up. Gone. Like, poof, actually.

Anyhoo, today's little 'sermon' is brought to you by yours truly, Stephanie. Or, as some might know me , dagr81. (as in 'da-gr8-1') cool, huh?

Right, well.. The topic of the day is.. 'Oh my goodness, a little change, please.'

Okay, then! Opening Statement: I (steph) would enjoy catechism class so much more, if the level of politics surrounding the entire team of Con' 4 cathechists wasn't so blantantly obvious. I really can't get over the whole 'I rule the earth, so bite me' attitude that apparently, only we face as the graduating class of 2008.

Confused? Lost? I'll make it simple. Think about this, shall we? How many changes have we experienced in our last 3 years? (this one not counted.) This is in terms of Catechists, syllabus and in comparison with previous cohorts. How many times were we deprived of the chance to really bond as a class? How many actual class-bonding activities did we have? (No, the whole naming people game wasn't counted because that was not exactly helpful. No offense, I don't want to leave class remembering 'Oh, that guy has a PSP.' or 'Oh.. that girl has a facebook.' It's not something you leave with after almost 10 years together.) Where was I? Oh yes.. And do you notice that we're still divided up onto either sides of the stupid 'red sea'? Why, are we 8 and starting to realise that boys are dumb and girls are stupid? Or are we approaching an age where in order to fulfil a holistic life, you have to enjoy interactive with both sexes? I would say that my dears and I would sorta gladly move to the back to inter-mingle. However, no one would sit in the front, and thus, the red sea now divides the teachers and the scared-to-death students hovering in the back because their lives depeneded on it so.

Again, I present a different perspective: someone comes in with a prepared speech to give. They are presented by two of the above senarios.. A) Boys and Girls seperated by an imaginary line barring either sides to ever cross or befall terrible curses and a fate worse than death. B) Students afraid to move to the front and are struggling to be seated closest to the door. The assumption is that the qualified catechists that were commissioned by the church not too long ago, are indeed, deathly cannibals. Which then, do you think should make us look worse? A? B? or secret option C) MY GOSH, PEOPLE. GROW UP, WILL YOU?

So, I'm thinking there needs to be a little bit of work done before we get confirmed, don't you? I mean.. we only have 5 more months.. Do I hear sighs? Or slight cries of triumph?

10:10 PM


My Garden

A class of youth, struggling to place themselves in a future that seems too distant and alien.

Sometimes, plants grow

joan
steph
tiara

And so, we look back


October 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
August 2008
October 2008

Thinking of the present


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2. Please do not erase anything from the former posts especially those not written by you. This is rude, people.
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